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[18+ | Mature Content | Dark Romance] After slaving away for years as Ares King's sole overworked secretary, Catherine has finally had enough of his domineering and heartless attitude. She wants to quit and use the severance pay to settle her family's debts, and spend more time with her long-term boyfriend. But soon after she hands her resignation letter, she finds out that her boyfriend cheated on her. He claims she's a wreck with no future, and he's better off without her. Heartbroken and devastated, Catherine is grasping at the last straw when her boss, Ares King, proposes a contract out of the blue. "Become my wife for one year." "Why me, Mr. King?" "Because we work, Ms. Lane.” The last thing she wanted was to make a deal with the devil. But this offer is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Sell your soul to the devil for one year. How hard can that be? ********** Excerpt: "How many?" I froze. Did he expect me to count? "How. Many?" "I-I don't—Ah!" Ares spanked me again, continuously. My eyes stung, and sweet pain overtook me. I should feel sick from deriving pleasure from this, but strangely, I wasn't. "Two?" I teased, purposely getting the numbers wrong. "You shouldn't have done that." Just as I thought, he started again, but this time he drove each hit with more force until my ass was burning. "Fifteen!" I yelled, shaking. "Wrong." My heart momentarily stopped. "I got it right!" "You missed one." He pressed his hand on my searing bottom, and I moaned. I tried to squirm away, but he trapped my hands behind my back, his voice dark with warning. "Move again, and you'll regret it." ~ A/N: This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or real events is purely coincidental.

Seduce one DiAngelo… Get three free. — Denied the promotion she already earned and shoved into an arranged marriage by her father, Nadine Caruso is desperate to prove herself in a world ruled by patriarchs. So when the city’s most dangerous, unsolved case opens up—a mission no one else dares take—she grabs it. Her job sounds simple: go undercover, seduce the notorious mafia underboss, and bring down the syndicate from within. The catch? He only wants pretty boys. Disguised and prepared, she steps into a world where one mistake means death. But one reckless night binds her to the wrong man and thrusts her into the deadly orbit of the DiAngelo family—dangerous, powerful men who each hold a piece of the city’s criminal heart. Her job got a lot harder. Now, every step pulls her deeper into temptation, betrayal, and a power struggle where her heart is the last thing she can afford to lose. If she isn’t careful, the city won’t just swallow her ambitions. It’ll swallow her whole. — R18 ✔️ Enemies to lovers ✔️ Grumpy x Sunshine ✔️ Touch her and die ✔️ Forced proximity ✔️ Age gap ✔️ Possessive male leads ✔️ Obsessive male leads ✔️

They promised a cure. They delivered a plague. In Metro City, the rain doesn’t wash away the blood—it just spreads it. The Nexo Incident was supposed to be a pharmaceutical breakthrough. Instead, the VX-1.089 virus turned 99.7% of its test subjects into biological nightmares. Now, the survivors aren't human anymore, and the corporations are trying to bury the truth under a mountain of corpses. Agent Adrian Cole is a decorated NPU officer who thought he had seen it all. That was before he was assigned to protect Yuki Tanaka—a witness who knows too much. Now, Adrian has a target on his back, a city crumbling into madness, and a partner, Aveline, who is too perfect to be true. He thinks his job is to hunt the monsters on the street. He’s wrong. The worst predators aren’t the ones screaming in the dark. They are the ones signing his paycheck.

[Warning R18+ Mature Content] In her previous life, Aria was the devoted fiancée of Lucas, the golden boy of the entertainment industry. She gave him her resources, her fame, and her heart, only to be betrayed. He cheated on her with her "innocent" stepsister, Bella, stole her inheritance, and left her to die in a cold mental hospital. When Aria opens her eyes again, she is back in the hotel room on the night she was drugged and ruined. But this time, she doesn't run into the trap. Instead, she stumbles into the forbidden penthouse suite—and into the arms of Damien, the terrifying tycoon and Lucas's uncle who holds the entire city in his grasp. He is dangerous, ruthless, and plagued by a violent, agonizing nerve disorder that drives him to the brink of madness. No doctor can cure him... except Aria. Seeing a chance for the ultimate revenge, Aria suppresses her fear and presses her thumb against the lethal pressure point on his neck. "Mr. Damien, I can stop the pain. In exchange… marry me." From rejected fiancée to the untouchable "Little Aunt," Aria uses her new status and medical mastery to crush her enemies in the showbiz world, all while managing a contract marriage that is quickly becoming dangerously real. *** Let's Connect: Instagram: dolly_.roma Discord: DollyRoma#7887

Cursed at ten, Izana Grimshaw grew up feared by others and by himself. The night the curse awakened, destroyed his family and left him believing he was a monster, a belief he carries as a permanent mark of his grief. Now a ruthless mafia boss, he hides his light-sensitive green eyes behind a white blindfold while the curse slowly destroys his health. He distrusts physical contact, recoiling from any touch as if it could harm both him and others. At twenty-six, Izana is forced into an arranged marriage with Leah Gryphon, a woman with a past as dark as his own. She tries to help him survive the curse, but he pushes her away, convinced he deserves nothing but isolation. But as hatred turns to understanding, and understanding to something far more dangerous, Izana must face the truth. Love may be the one thing strong enough to challenge the monster he believes himself to be.

Ever wondered what you'd do if you were dropped into a shitty novel as the girl who's scheduled to die? No magic system. No second chances. No comforting narration assuring you everything happens for a reason. Just bad writing and worse men But if this world thinks it can erase me quietly, it has misunderstood the assignment. I don't belong to its romance, its tragedy, or its redemption arc. I am a foreign object in its machinery. And stories break when something refuses to fit.

Vincenzo Moretti is feared as a ruthless mafia boss, but in truth, he’s just a misunderstood man trapped in a legend he never created. Every step he takes deepens the chaos — enemies rise, allies hesitate, and even the law closes in — forcing him to navigate a world that refuses to let him escape his false identity. In a world of gangs, political tensions, and powerful families, Vincenzo must survive countless coincidences, protect his family, and play along with the lie — all while remaining expressionless, clueless, and tragically human. --- “What to Expect” Family drama and Mafia families Criminal gangs and international crime Political tensions and rivalries Tragic past and guilty drama Misunderstood, expressionless, and clueless MC Dark, realistic world with countless coincidences Hated and feared protagonist navigating dangerous situations --- “What Not to Expect” No harem No magic or supernatural powers MC never breaks personality over minor events No virgin MC or simping tropes ------------------- Hey readers you can follow me on instagram to discuss about the story and how should it go one ofcourse what i said about "what not to expect" can't be changed instagram id : @silentverdictwriter

Dark romance x mature content x slow burn. ****Blurb***** "Look, I have an Escalade, by the way." Fedora's lips folded. He had no idea what to do with that information, but he figured if he just indulged the man's ego, it would end faster. Faster, my foot. Miguel swallowed hard, his voice dropping to a low, predatory whisper as he leaned in. "All my offers, and any other thing you can wish for... I will get it done." He beat his chest softly, his eyes darkening. "If you can just follow me outside. To the back of my comfy Escalade. It's been a long time since I had a bitch served... in my car." He finished the sentence and swiped his tongue across his lips, biting them with a raw, sexual hunger. He waited for the final reply, already getting high on the thought of cupping that tiny waist with one hand and burying himself in that Chanel-scented skin until the boy pleaded his name in parables. Fedora went stoic. He was completely frozen, the world stopping as the shock and bewilderment hit him like a physical blow. He scoffed in disbelief, his jaw practically hitting the floor. 'Back of the Escalade. Bitches served in a car'. "Me! Fedora!! Bitch!!! Served in the back of a car!!! Unto delicacy!!!! Gosh!!!!!" Fedora muttered, the words replaying in his head like a record skip. A dry, hysterical laugh escaped his lips. Oh, this was the height of it. He wasn't going to stand there and let another man disrespect him. Never. Miguel took another step closer, his head hovering over Fedora's, dominant and sure. The boy hadn't said a word; he was definitely giving in, Miguel thought. He leaned in further, waiting for the "yes" but what came next?! It was, by far, the least expected thing any living human being would have the guts to do to him. Behold, it was no other than a hot, non-withheld, redirective, and resounding SLAP!!!! †††††††† **************** Fedora loved him. Miguel loved him too obsessively. Possessively. To the point where devotion blurred into control. Miguel wanted to be involved in everything that touched Fedora’s life, and he proved, time and again, that he would go against his own will, spill blood, even die if it meant keeping Fedora spoiled, protected, and tethered to him. On the surface, Miguel was everything anyone could dream of. Until Fedora fell so deeply in love that he hit rock bottom and realised the darkness there was too suffocating for both his aesthetic and his sanity. He thought he knew Miguel. He was catastrophically wrong. Fedora had been blind to the beast he let into his heart. The truth comes apart slowly, cruelly: Miguel is the reason Fedora has no family. The reason is that there is no life for him beyond Miguel’s shadow. And worst of all, Fedora had chosen him anyway, his memories erased not by force, but by misplaced devotion. “Pick a gun and empty it into his brain.” The solution sounds simple. It isn’t. Fedora doesn’t know what’s real anymore. He can’t tell if what he shared with Miguel, the man he once humiliated in a bar, the man who later became his lover, was genuine love or a carefully staged performance fueled by manipulation, guilt, and obsession. The cruel irony? Miguel is wrapped around Fedora’s fingers, tight as a rosary around a nun’s hand. And yet, Fedora is still the one trapped. Now he must decide. Will he avenge his family? Will love survive the truth? And if Miguel dies, will it be swift… or slow enough to satisfy the damage left behind? This isn’t a romance. It’s a beautifully brutal descent into love, control, and consequence. Enter at your own risk. ********* . warning!!! Some statements, scenes, and incidents in this book may not sit well with religious readers. [Everything is fictional and not intended to harm or coerce your mind in any way]

Shen Yi moved closer with a sponge, dipped it into the water, and was just about to start cleaning him when Jiang Qi grabbed his wrist. “What now?” Shen Yi asked, already bracing for more nonsense. “Why don’t you... join me? Mm?” Jiang Qi said with a grin so bright it could power a small city. Shen Yi blinked slowly and replied without hesitation, “No.” He dipped the sponge again and began scrubbing Jiang Qi’s chest. Just as the sponge touched skin, Jiang Qi groaned, a strange sound, halfway between a sigh and something far less innocent. “You sure you don’t want to join me?” he asked, lips curling mischievously. “I’m sure,” Shen Yi answered flatly, continuing his task. But Jiang Qi didn’t stop. Every time the sponge moved across his chest, he let out a new noise, some more dramatic than others. “Oh... there,” he said, eyes fluttering. “Careful, I’m sensitive.” Shen Yi paused mid-scrub and stared at him in disbelief. “Stop... making those sounds.” “I can’t help it,” Jiang Qi replied, smirking. “Your touch does things to me.” Shen Yi rolled his eyes and resumed scrubbing, silently promising himself he wouldn’t fall into this man’s chaos. But Jiang Qi only leaned back in the tub like he was in a spa, letting out another exaggerated moan that echoed through the bathroom. Honestly, if someone were passing by at that moment, they’d probably call the cops. ***** Shen Yi is a black-market assassin who undergoes a memory wipe after every job. He is clean, professional, and impossible to trace,until one day, he is assigned to kill the heir of the Jiang Mafia clan, Jiang Qi, and fails. Instead of dying, Jiang Qi captures Shen Yi and discovers something impossible. Why does this man, who has tried to kill him six times, look so much like the boy who saved him seven years ago? Not just that, why does he seem to remember nothing? Absolutely nothing, including the several times he has tried to kill him. What will happen when a man with no memories and a man who refuses to forget are bound together by blood and obsession?

A reverse harem with a twist. The most notorious female killer, Alice, is arrested and jailed after two decades of her reign of terror. She is gunned down while attempting to escape, and instead of that being the end of her story, she finds herself in a different reality and in the body of a doppelganger, Lisa, who happens to be the heir of a criminal empire. She wakes up at Lisa's fathers funeral and is confronted with a well established criminal empire at her beck and call and enemies who will stop at nothing to see her dead. The top six men in Lisa's organization and also the firstborn sons of the six families in the criminal empire were promised her hand in marriage. With a criminal empire in one hand hand and six stunning suitors in the other Alice cannot wait to make the world and her new husbands scream her name.

After the first wave of the virus Erebis, half of humanity is gone. The survivors don’t rebuild the world — they divide it. From the ruins rise four cities, each a cage shaped by class: one where the poor endure hunger and humiliation, one where the middle class survives on restraint and fading hope, one where the rich drown in luxury built on denial, and one where the elites crown themselves untouchable, believing power makes them immortal. Through the voice of Pema, a mother watching the world fracture, Endling explores a future where survival comes without dignity, walls replace compassion, and inequality is written into law. Children starve while others play with machines. Humanity lives on — but broken, arrogant, and divided. This is not a story about saving the world. It’s about what remains when fear reshapes humanity, and the plague changes form. Dark, emotional, and brutally realistic — Endling asks one question: What does survival mean when humanity itself is dying?

Betrayed and killed before reaching the peak of his power, a feared underworld king opens his eyes in another world. He is now Alex Valerius—fifteen years old, low on mana, and branded as trash in an academy where strength decides everything. Alex has only three things going for him: a support skill, a will that refuses to break, and a strange ability no one else possesses. In a world where mana defines status, Support skills are mocked and beasts are meant to be killed. Yet as dungeons corrupt the land, academies prepare soldiers, and factions fight for power. Alex begins to walk on a path where there are no footsteps to follow. This is not the story of a chosen hero. It is the rise of a survivor— and the beginning of a Beast Tamer the world has never seen before.

In a world where cultivation meets modern society, ordinary young men and women compete not only in business but in martial prowess and mystical power. Amidst corporate battles and urban intrigue, one young cultivator rises above all, blending strategy, strength, and ambition to conquer both the financial and mystical realms. With every challenge, he learns that true power comes from mastering both the world of men and the forces beyond.

Lin Chen lived a disciplined, invisible life in a modern Chinese city—until arrogance at work cost him his job and hunger pushed him into the shadows. One desperate mistake draws the attention of the city’s underworld, where power moves quietly and mercy is never free. Betrayed, hunted, and forced to erase his identity, Lin Chen survives only by intelligence, restraint, and will. He doesn’t seek power—but power has already noticed him. In a city ruled by unseen queens, survival is just the beginning.

[Female Lead: Little Princess of the Cat Demon Clan] "Get off of me," the man's voice carried a hint of helplessness and restraint. "I won't," the girl shook her head, her arms tightly holding onto the man beneath her. "Be good, I can't sleep like this." "But I always slept on top of you before." "That was different... you're a human now." In Capital City, a decisive, cruel, and cold-blooded mysterious head of the household unexpectedly gets saved by a tiny kitten, hence turning into a devoted slave to the cat, shocking all his subordinates. However, when one day he woke up to find the kitten in his arms had turned into a lovely and soft young girl, the head of the household was dumbstruck. Ask what's going on? Of course, it's a nurture story~ Ask what to do? Naturally, continue to spoil her, just in a different way~ "Young Master, everyone outside is saying that you have some special fetish. Why else would you spoil a cat to such an outrageously lawless degree?" The head of the household declared, "You know nothing, that's my wife." This book is free of stale tropes, with fresh material, and is clean in regards to relationships. [The new book "Mr. Lu Has Made the Blacklist Again" has been released]

Four deadly choices in life: Being a cop in Mexico! Absolute justice here means getting shot, BIUBIUBIU. The protagonist finds himself in the body of a jail guard and discovers that his eyes can see a person's Crime Value! Only by outgunning the criminals can he uphold justice! This prison is called "Plateau Prison", the highest security level in Mexico. At this time, there is a man locked up inside. His name is Gallardo, nicknamed Godfather, one of the founders of the Guadalajara Cartel. If you want to survive, either leave this damned country, or climb your way to the top. Mexico can be bright!

Most people are born ordinary, but there are always some who, despite being born ordinary, aspire to greatness. From an exploited undocumented worker to the godfather of the dark; From those who obey the rules at the bottom of society, to the emperor behind the scenes who makes the rules; The country belongs to the federation when the sun shines, but it belongs to me when the night falls! "Sometimes, shadows can not only be as vast as light but can even cover it!" "We never extort anyone, every penny we make can pass through our conscience." If someone knocks on your door at night, they either bring my regards or brings the destruction for your arrogance. As for what you will get, it depends on how you choose, my friend!